Douluo Dalu: Starting With Tom Cat

For the first ten seconds of Tom and Jerry's move, it was only at the level of punching and kicking.

Their moves were as ruthless as they could be. Either poking eyes, stepping on toes, or pulling tails.

For a time, miserable cries were constant.

Qian Daoliu silently appreciated this great comedy of cat and mouse. What a good show.

As for whether an accident would happen, what a joke. With him here, what accident could happen?

Gradually, the two little ones were no longer satisfied with simple fighting and playing around and decided to upgrade the battle.

The gazes of the two little ones looked left and right, wanting to find a suitable weapon.

Thus, the golden plaques on the three high walls flew up without any surprise, smashing towards each other.

The hidden Qian Daoliu was suddenly dumbfounded. Those were the plaques of the experts who had obtained a Titled Douluo title here since the establishment of the Douluo Hall.

And, on the wall, there was even Angelic divine power circulating to protect them from damage. How did they take them down!!!

He instantly couldn't sit still anymore. As the contemporary master of the Douluo Hall, one of his duties was to protect these plaques of the Douluo Hall from any damage.

"All of you, stop!"

Qian Daoliu no longer concealed himself. On the contrary, he proactively leaped out from space. After a loud shout, at an unparalleled speed, he went to catch every plaque that was flying in the air.

The speed of the invincible in the sky was no joke. A ball of golden light was seen to be flying and spinning in the air, not letting a single plaque fall.

How could the Tom and Jerry, who were already seeing red, possibly listen to others?

Qian Daoliu's speed was very fast, but the two of them were not to be trifled with either. One after another of the plaques were thrown out.

Hundreds of plaques were soon squandered away. Tom's gaze had already been set on the brilliant golden statue in the center of the Douluo Hall.

He ran over and directly pulled up the huge, golden holy sword on the statue.

A small little cat, yet it had truly and tangibly pulled up a holy sword that was dozens of times larger than it. The style of the picture looked very incongruous.

Qian Daoliu in the air had already successfully caught the last plaque. He was preparing to teach this pair of cat and mouse a lesson.

"Holy crap! How can you pick it up!!!"

Qian Daoliu was dumbfounded. This was a divine weapon! Not of the Qian family's bloodline, not a successor of the Seraphim, it was simply impossible for anyone to be able to pick it up.

Alright, even if Tom was extraordinary and could ignore the divine power restriction of a god, but this sword weighed thirty-six thousand jin!

Qian Daoliu looked at the swaying Tom, who was holding a seven or eight-meter-large sword and slashing at Jerry. He suddenly felt his worldview of over a hundred years had collapsed with a boom.

Seeing the sharp blade in Tom's hand, Jerry fiercely swallowed his saliva. This is bad. I have to run quickly.

Jerry was running in front, and Tom was chasing behind. The Angelic Holy Sword in his hand, flowing with a golden holy flame, was brandished with great vigor.

Swish swish swish!

Tom forcefully chopped forward. A golden sword light spread for who knows how many zhang. Jerry looked back, and his whole mouse was so scared he shivered. His soul was even scared out of him.

The dumbfounded Qian Daoliu came back to his senses. He couldn't help but rub his own eyes. What was the thing that had just floated out of the little mouse's body?

Wait, now is not the time to be concerned about these things.

"Stop quickly! A mortal cannot resist the might of the Angelic Holy Sword! It will lose its life!!" Qian Daoliu shouted in a sharp voice.

As for why he hadn't taken this one sword strike, he wasn't stupid. This Angelic Holy Sword had clearly been activated with its divine power. If he were to go and block it, he would surely have to pay a price.

Bibi Dong was still eyeing him like a tiger.

The Tom, who was seeing red, his mind instantly recovered a bit of its clarity. To play is to play, to fool around is to fool around. If Jerry really died, he would never forgive himself for the rest of his life.

Thus, Tom did his utmost to control the sword that had originally been slashing downwards and raised it.

Thus, the Douluo Hall, which had been passed down for countless years, was opened from the center. The cut was incomparably smooth.

At the same time, a brilliant golden light was like a scorching sun, illuminating the dark night and turning it into a white day.

"The sky is bright?"

Shen An, who was walking in the city, looked at the surrounding scene and said with some confusion.

No, it was a sheet of pitch black just now. How can it be bright now?

It wasn't just him. All the experts at the Titled Douluo level and above in the Douluo Hall had all sensed this one sword strike that had surpassed a mortal's.

Even Qian Renxue, who was accepting her divine trial before the Angel statue in the Elder Hall, had suddenly opened her brilliant golden pupils.

"Why do I feel the divine power of the Seraphim?"

She couldn't help but murmur to herself. But she had not made a move. She, who was in the fifth trial of the Angelic God's trial, could not go out without authorization before she had completed it.

Rumble!!!

The Douluo Hall had its own protection. But this protection, in front of the Angelic Holy Sword, was like tofu. The vast great hall collapsed with a boom. The rocks around all fell down one after another.

Seeing this scene, Qian Daoliu's face was pale. Two lines of clear tears silently flowed down.

He shouldn't have been so meddlesome as to go and tease this pair of cat and mouse. The reputation of the Douluo Hall, which had been passed down for countless years, had just been ruined in his hands.

"What a sin!!!"

He let out a flustered and angry shout.

Subsequently, one person, one cat, and one mouse were all covered by the falling rocks.

This strong golden light, this roaring loud sound, had attracted the attention of all the experts in Spirit City.

Spirit City was built around a hill, and the Douluo Hall was at the very top of this hill.

At this time, one after another of powerful figures had walked out from either their cultivation or from their rest. They looked up but only saw a sheet of ruins on the hill.

No, what about my great Douluo Hall?!

That was not only the highest building of Spirit Hall, but was also the location of the graves of one after another of Titled Douluos. It was a holy land in the hearts of all soul masters.

But now it was actually destroyed!

And it was destroyed under their very noses. Wasn't this slapping their faces?!

Most importantly, the Great Priest had been there all along. Who could have destroyed the Douluo Hall under the watch of the Great Priest?

All the Titled Douluos of Spirit Hall, their faces were ashen, and a monstrous anger burned in their hearts. They had to make the culprit pay the price!

Unlike the anger of the others, Bibi Dong, who had walked out of the Pope's Hall, looking at the Douluo Hall on the hill, which had already become ruins, on the contrary, she inexplicably began to laugh.

At first, the corner of her mouth was lightly hooked, and she was relatively restrained. Later, she directly held her stomach and laughed loudly, completely disregarding the image of a Pope.

Fortunately, at this moment, besides her, there was no one in the Pope's Hall. Otherwise, they would have thought that what they had seen was not the supreme Pope, but a madwoman.

One after another of formidable to the extreme auras spread out. A vast spiritual power jointly laid down a barrier. At this moment, Spirit City, one could only enter, not leave.

One after another of Titled Douluos transformed into one after another of streams of light and leaped up one after another. In a flash, they had flown to the small hill.

Seeing the stream of light fall, Bibi Dong finally stopped her laughter, stretched out her hand to tidy her slightly messy hair, and then also flew to the Douluo Hall.

She was a little crazy, but she wasn't stupid.

Although the Douluo Hall had turned to ruins, which represented Qian Daoliu's setback, and she was very happy, as the Pope, she still had to do some face-saving work. Otherwise, it would easily chill the hearts of everyone.

At this time, at the top of the hill, the first to arrive was an old man in a gold robe with silver embroidery. On his entire body, faintly discernible golden scales appeared. However, he did not make a move, but just looked at the already-in-ruins Douluo Hall with apprehension.

Another five figures landed.

"Second Brother, what should we do now? Should we rush in?" the two brothers, Qianjun and Jiangmo, said at this time.

"Don't be in a hurry. Wait for Bibi Dong to come before we talk. The person who can destroy the Douluo Hall in front of Big Brother is definitely not simple. But fortunately, I can sense Big Brother's aura. It has not been damaged."

At the instant the Golden Crocodile Douluo was speaking, one after another of figures landed, scattering around this Golden Crocodile Douluo.

Even the recuperating Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluos had also come.

"Where is Bibi Dong? What great airs. As the Pope, for such a major event as the Douluo Hall being damaged, she actually did not rush over at the first moment. Does she have Spirit Hall in her heart at all!"

The Golden Crocodile reprimanded without any politeness.

"Second Priest, why are you in such a hurry? I was just afraid the thief would run away, so I had to walk a round in Spirit City."

Bibi Dong's figure suddenly appeared in front of all the Titled Douluos, like a natural leader.

The Golden Crocodile Douluo's eyelids twitched. He discovered that he actually couldn't see through Bibi Dong's depth anymore. This meant that even if Bibi Dong was not as good as him, the difference was not far.

'Big Brother is right. This old woman is indeed peerlessly talented. But with what happened that year, we must not let this person control Spirit Hall forever. Fortunately, we still have the Young Master.'

The Golden Crocodile Douluo thought to himself.

Bibi Dong used her spiritual power to scan the ruins before her once. A look of disappointment was revealed on her beautiful face. In her perception, Qian Daoliu was still alive and kicking.

So disappointing. Just why hasn't he come out yet?

Qian Daoliu, under the ruins, his entire person was already numb. At this moment, he only felt he had no face to face his ancestors. The Douluo Hall had actually been destroyed in his hands.

At this time in the dark ruins, Tom and Jerry were hugging each other. The two of them also realized they had caused trouble. What to do now?

Bibi Dong stretched out her hand forward. One after another of huge rocks floated away. Tom and Jerry were so scared they drilled deeper. And then, they just happened to arrive before Qian Daoliu.

In the darkness, the two of them couldn't see Qian Daoliu clearly. But Qian Daoliu saw them very clearly. A cat and a mouse, wearing a dog's head, and they had become a real dog. Damn it, he couldn't even see a flaw.

Another rock flew upwards.

The corner of Qian Daoliu's mouth twitched as he came back to his senses. To keep hiding was not a solution. What he had to face, he still had to face.

He flashed and appeared before the crowd. It was just that his originally magnificent body at this moment seemed so desolate.

"Big Brother, are you injured? How was the Douluo Hall destroyed? Was there a strong enemy who attacked?"

The Golden Crocodile Douluo launched a series of questions.

Qian Daoliu looked at the starry sky with a melancholy expression. How was it destroyed? A strong enemy? That would have to start with a cat and a mouse.

But all in all, it was his own meddling.

Just as Qian Daoliu was hesitating whether or not to speak, one large, one small, one blue, one brown, two figures with dog heads on tiptoed and prepared to quietly slip away.

We've already caused trouble. If we don't slip away, what else can we do? Stay here and be punished?

"There's something! Is it the two of them!" a silver-haired Titled Douluo, whose appearance and voice were both like a youth's, said loudly.

The Fifth Priest, Guangling Douluo. A martial soul of a longbow. The eyesight of someone who played with bows and arrows was naturally not bad.

All the Titled Douluos instantly followed the Guangling Douluo's gaze and looked over.

Tom and Jerry's bodies fiercely stiffened. They looked at the Guangling Douluo with unfriendliness, wishing they could go up and bite him a couple of times.

At this moment, Qian Daoliu nodded and said, "The ones who destroyed the Douluo Hall are the two of them."